Each one of us, we all have to earn our future,’ she said slowly. ‘I think the future is like anything else that’s important. It has to be earned. If we don’t earn it, we don’t have a future at all. A...
Czasami trzeba się poddać, zanim się wygra.
Wenn einen das Schicksal nicht zum Lachen bringt, dann hat man den Witz nicht kapiert.
We are made out of stars, you and I.
Religion is just a long competition to see who can design the silliest hat.
Listen, where are you going?’ ‘What?’ ‘Where
Instinct chooses her own children.
If the hour comes, and there’s no-one to beg or blame but yourself, you learn that what we have in the end is just a handful more than what was born in us. That unique handful, what we add to what we...
If fate doesn't make you laugh, then you just don't get the joke.
I'd learned more about her in that exhausted, murmuring hour than in all the many months before it. Lovers find their way by such insights and confidences: they're the stars we use to navigate the oce...
I hesitated. Karla once said that men reveal what they think when they look away, and what they feel when they hesitate. With women, she said, it's the other way around.
I don’t know about the universe, but I’ll make a pact with you. I hereby promise that I’ll always dance in the rain at least once, in every one of my monsoons.
„Ако съдбата не те разсмива — беше ми казала Карла в един от първите ни разговори — ти просто не схващаш шегата.
What dream, what hope, what despair drives us to the things we do, just to desert us when the deed is done? What hollow things are they, motive and reason, born at night to fade so quickly in the sunl...
There’s a theory that snoring at night in sleep is a subconscious defence reflex—a warning sound that frightened potential predators away from the mouth of the cave when our lower-Palaeolithic ancesto...
There's no such thing as forever.
There was a horrible, blood-freezing scream somewhere very close. I suddenly recognised it as my own, but I couldn’t stop it. And I looked at the men, the brave and beautiful men beside me, running in...
The truth is a bully we all pretend to like.
The truth is a bully we all pretend to like. I
The force is always with you, if you give up force,